[ Sometimes people made bad decisions. Decisions they couldn't always take back. It hurt, especially when it was someone you loved.
Jim takes the new information in stride - that is, with only a minute furrow appearing in his brow. Reconciling Gwen's words with the picture of Peter that he has - the only one he can have, this bubbly, other-universe version of him - is no easy task. Still, as he said, people are complicated. They can make the wrong decision for the right reason just as easily as anything else. ]
People aren't defined by any one moment. Or...they shouldn't be. [ At last, Jim says something, slowly, choosing his words carefully after the beat of silence that follows Gwen's admission. Blue eyes turn to her, vibrant and full of empathy. He's not judging her Peter, even knowing this, and maybe that's part of what's eating her inside - the idea that other people will think poorly of his memory. ] And it doesn't make one better or worse than the other. We're all just...people. Everyone does the best with what they've got.
[ Jim moves to rinse his hands, dipping into thought for a moment. How easily it parallels his journey versus his counterpart in another life - Jim doesn't have to like the dots he's connecting. He turns, reaching out to squeeze Gwen's shoulder gently as he levels with her. ] I'm sorry that your Peter didn't get to find out what his best truly was.
Not bad. And always getting better. [ Aw hell, why not? Shit. How much more could they break the universe anyway? And no, that's not a challenge. ] Optimistic, putting that only thirty years ahead of the present. What's a smart home supposed to be?
No tubes. Well, turbolifts - which are essentially elevators, on a starship, but they operate both vertically and horizontally because of the gravity shift - I'm getting off track. We have Jeffries tubes, but they're not pressurized. And transporter pads, which I think I've mentioned, right?
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Jim takes the new information in stride - that is, with only a minute furrow appearing in his brow. Reconciling Gwen's words with the picture of Peter that he has - the only one he can have, this bubbly, other-universe version of him - is no easy task. Still, as he said, people are complicated. They can make the wrong decision for the right reason just as easily as anything else. ]
People aren't defined by any one moment. Or...they shouldn't be. [ At last, Jim says something, slowly, choosing his words carefully after the beat of silence that follows Gwen's admission. Blue eyes turn to her, vibrant and full of empathy. He's not judging her Peter, even knowing this, and maybe that's part of what's eating her inside - the idea that other people will think poorly of his memory. ] And it doesn't make one better or worse than the other. We're all just...people. Everyone does the best with what they've got.
[ Jim moves to rinse his hands, dipping into thought for a moment. How easily it parallels his journey versus his counterpart in another life - Jim doesn't have to like the dots he's connecting. He turns, reaching out to squeeze Gwen's shoulder gently as he levels with her. ] I'm sorry that your Peter didn't get to find out what his best truly was.
Not bad. And always getting better. [ Aw hell, why not? Shit. How much more could they break the universe anyway? And no, that's not a challenge. ] Optimistic, putting that only thirty years ahead of the present. What's a smart home supposed to be?
No tubes. Well, turbolifts - which are essentially elevators, on a starship, but they operate both vertically and horizontally because of the gravity shift - I'm getting off track. We have Jeffries tubes, but they're not pressurized. And transporter pads, which I think I've mentioned, right?